"Could it be that Taihuang Laozu has died four to five hundred times?"
Jiang Nan was suspicious and said in a low voice, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Anyone, even God Emperor, can only reincarnate nine times before his divinity completely dissipates. No one can reincarnate four to five hundred times! There must be a reason for these four to five hundred Taihuang corpses! "
He looked further and saw many similar faces in the sea of corpses. The corpses were dressed in the same clothes and looked the same. They were clearly the same person!
"The others have also died many times …"
Jiang Nan noticed this and frowned even deeper. He murmured, "Could it be that everyone who comes here will die hundreds to thousands of times after ascending the Immortals' Viewing Platform? What is so strange about this Immortals' Viewing Platform? "
At this time, many people noticed the situation below the Immortals' Viewing Platform. They opened the immortal light and looked carefully.
"That's my father! Damn it, my father died on the Immortals' Viewing Platform. Who is that old thing in my house? "
Someone cursed, "This is unreasonable, why are there hundreds of my father's corpses in the sea of corpses?"
"Why are my master's corpses here?"
"Impossible! That's not Ancestor Huang. Ancestor Huang would never die here, not even hundreds of times! "Young Master Huang Jing roared.
Sima Duanming looked at the sea of corpses in the abyss, his body trembling, "Hundreds of Sima Holy Emperor's corpses …"
Other than that, many people found the corpses of other God Emperors. These God Emperors were like the others, they had come to the Immortals' Viewing Platform in their youth!
Other than God Emperor's corpses, many of the Divine World's powerhouses' corpses were also found in the sea of corpses. Some were God Masters, some were Hierarchs, and there were also God Monarchs like Ancestor Huang!
The corpses of so many powerhouses filled the abyss below the Immortals' Viewing Platform, forming a sea of corpses. In the sea of corpses, there was a three-eyed monster that ate the corpses like a cleaner. Such a scene did not make people happy, only fear!
"Are we still waiting for the Immortals' Viewing Platform?" someone asked in a low voice.
Although the Immortals' Viewing Platform was shrouded in immortal light, melodious immortal music, and immortal Qi, it gave off a strange feeling. It was no longer a holy land that immortals yearned to enter, but a hell filled with mysterious powers!
Mu Shan from Xuanhuang Academy was the first to step onto the stone steps and walk towards the Immortals' Viewing Platform. These stone steps were extremely wide and looked like small continents. The stone steps shone with immortal light.
The immortal light on the first stone step engulfed him. Many people were watching this scene, quietly waiting for the result.
An hour later, Mu Shan walked out of the immortal light on the first stone step. His eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.
Mu Shan paused for a moment before stepping onto the second stone step.
Putong —
Many people saw it clearly. After Mu Shan left the first stone step, a corpse fell from the celestial light and into the sea of corpses below.
"This is …"
Jiang Nan let out a soft cry of surprise. The corpse that he had seen earlier looked exactly the same as Mu Shan. There was no difference at all!
"What's going on? If the one who died was Mu Shan, then who was the one who made it to the second stone step alive? "
"Could it be that he will die every time he steps onto the stone step? Or rather, the immortal light created an exact replica of himself, and Mu Shan killed his replica, which is why a corpse that looks exactly like him fell? "
"Mu Shan is the disciple of Patriarch Xuanhuang. He must know more about the inside story of the Immortals' Viewing Platform. If he dares to step onto the stone steps, he must have his own plans. He shouldn't be in danger!"
Everyone had their own guesses. These stone steps were the paths of immortals. Not to mention immortals, even the paths of god emperors would leave behind some unimaginable scenes. It was something that people couldn't fathom.
Moroshi was extremely courageous. He stepped onto the first stone step and the celestial light engulfed him. Not long after, he walked out from the celestial light and stepped onto the second stone step. A corpse also fell from the first stone step and into the sea of corpses.
More people began to try, but what shocked them was that every time they stepped onto the first stone step, an identical corpse fell from the immortal light and into the sea of corpses!
However, there were also people who did not walk out of the immortal light.
"Hehe, hehe …"
Someone's eyes were filled with fear as he whispered, "If there are really replicas of us in the immortal light, then who knows if the one walking out of the immortal light is us or our replicas? Maybe after we are killed by the replicas, the replicas will think that they are the real us … "
The others could not help but shiver. This was probably the most likely speculation. The Immortals' Viewing Platform was too strange, so strange that no one dared to step onto the stone steps.
This was because no one knew if the person who walked out of the immortal light was their real self or a copy of themselves. If they died in the immortal light, and their copy wore their body and walked in the world, it would be hard to accept.
"If I don't step onto the stone steps, I will never know what happened in the immortal light, and what happened to Taihuang Laozu back then!"
Jiang Nan took a deep breath, and with a determined gaze, he also walked towards the stone steps. The stone steps were extremely wide, and as soon as he stepped onto the first stone step, the immortal light swallowed him.
"This is … the Jiang Manor!"
Jiang Nan's body trembled violently as he looked around in a daze. He saw that people were bustling around him, and many servants were busy. Not far away in the garden, a few children were playing. A middle-aged couple stood under the grapevines, smiling as they watched the children play.
"Father …"
Jiang Nan's gaze fell on the middle-aged man. That was the face that had haunted him, his biological father. His gaze then fell on another woman, and he whispered, "Mother …"
"Big brother, second brother, third sister …"
"Aren't you all already dead?"
Jiang Nan's mind was shaken. Scenes of the past flashed before his eyes. The great war of the Heavenly Gods had affected the Central Plains, turning it into a living hell. His parents, brothers, sisters, and relatives had all perished in the cataclysm that caused the heavens to collapse and the earth to rend. Some had died when the demons ran amok. Only he had managed to escape with his little sister, Jiang Lin. They kept running forward, stumbling and stumbling.
"Dead, you all are already dead …"
Two streams of tears flowed down Jiang Nan's cheeks. Suddenly, a small hand grabbed his clothes, and a crisp voice said, "Fourth brother, father is calling you to study! Why are you crying? "
Jiang Nan looked down, and saw his little sister Jiang Lin's innocent face. Then, he looked at his own hand. His hand was very small, and his skin was smooth. It was the hand of a child.
He seemed to have returned to that youth from decades ago.
Jiang Nan's heart shook. He couldn't feel any of his magic power, his consciousness, or his treasures. In a trance, he even thought that everything he had experienced in the past few decades was a dream.
Then, he woke up, and there was a sense of fear in his heart. "Fake, you all are fake … The immortal light in the Immortals' Viewing Platform must have seen through the memories in the depths of my heart, and pulled them out …"
But what he found unbelievable was that whether it was Father Jiang, Mother Jiang, or his dead brothers and sisters, they were all alive. It was as if they had really been resurrected from the dead, and were living by his side.
"Zi Chuan, go study!" Father Jiang walked up to him, and there was a fatherly concern in his stern voice.
Mother Jiang walked up, and said with a gentle smile, "Look at you, you scared him to tears. It's good to play once in a while to rest your brain. It's better than studying like a bookworm."
Jiang Nan's heart trembled, and the softest part of his heart was touched by his parents' voice. All kinds of longing welled up in his heart, and his Dao Heart unknowingly collapsed.
He lived in the Jiang Manor, and forgot about the outside world. He forgot about everything else, and immersed himself in the love of his parents, brothers, and sisters. He read, wrote, and played with his brothers and sisters. He was carefree, and it was as if he had returned to the past, and what he had experienced in the past few decades was just a dream.
"The great battle of the Enlightened Deities is coming soon, right?"
Jiang Nan suddenly became alert, and he couldn't help but shiver. Under Father Jiang's opposition, he continued to practice martial arts, and finally became a cultivator. Before the aftermath of the great battle of the Enlightened Deities arrived, he took his parents and the whole family away from Middle Earth, and settled down in another country.
The Jiang Clan took root in that country, and as time passed, Jiang Nan's memories of his experiences in the past few decades became more and more blurry. He couldn't tell which was real, and which was illusory.
He didn't want to distinguish, and just wanted to continue living by his parents' side, and live by the side of his brothers and sisters. What longevity, what great ambition, what Celestial Path, and what Divine Path, were all thrown to the back of his mind, and he cherished his peaceful and worry-free life.
He didn't have much interest in cultivation, and he abandoned his cultivation. He was only a cultivator of the Divine Ability level, and his cultivation stagnated.
Later, he took part in the imperial examinations, and topped the rankings. He married a wife and had children, and he became a minister, bringing honor to his ancestors. His brothers and sisters also started their own families.
Until his parents died, until his brothers and sisters grew old, until his wife died, he still had a lifespan of hundreds of years, and he still looked young.
Until his children died of old age, until the Emperor changed a few generations, Jiang Nan finally grew old, and he became a veteran of nine dynasties. The new Emperor came in person before he died, and asked him if he still had any wishes.
"Wishes …"
The old Jiang Nan suddenly opened his eyes, and the scenes that were buried by familial love, sister Jiang Xue's figure, and the joys and sorrows of the Glory Sect all came back to his mind. His eyes burst out with endless divine light, and he got up from the sickbed, and murmured, "Wishes …"
He let out a long chant, and the pavilions in front of him, the palaces, and all his descendants shattered like a bubble. Jiang Nan seemed to have recovered his youth in an instant, and he returned to the original Jiang Nan, the Xuan Tian Sect Leader.
He walked out of the celestial light, and when he looked back, he saw an old version of himself in the celestial light, and with his last breath, his corpse fell from the celestial light, and into the sea of corpses.
"I've already died once …"
There were tears in Jiang Nan's eyes, and they slid down his cheeks. His heart was filled with mixed feelings, and he almost lost himself, and he almost lost the motivation to move forward. But with his parents in the hall, his siblings by his side, and his grandchildren by his side, he was unwilling to give up that kind of familial love. That kind of experience made him finally understand why Mu Shan had tears in his eyes when he left the celestial light.
He walked up the second step, and the celestial light swallowed him again. He lived another life in the celestial light of the second step. In this life, he did not interfere with the path of his life, and let everything develop according to the normal path.
He held back the familial love in his heart, and did not save his family and his parents in the battle of the Gods, and did not sit and watch the Jiang Clan be destroyed. He was like an outsider, without the slightest emotion, as if he was another Taihuang Laozu, coldly watching all the tragedies happen, and finally let his life walk on the original path.
In this life, he also died. He schemed and schemed against everything, without any emotions. He fought for karmic luck for himself. However, his friends abandoned him. Jiang Xue, Luo Huayin, Xi Yingqing, everyone he cared about left him.
In the end, he died at the hands of Taihuang Laozu in the battle for the throne.
He forgot about his emotions, and so did Taihuang. Taihuang was one step ahead of him, and with the advantage of cultivating in advance, he finally defeated him.
Jiang Nan's gaze became even more ancient. Unknowingly, he had lived in the celestial light for hundreds of thousands of years. Another corpse fell from the path of the Immortals' Viewing Platform into the sea of corpses.
"The Immortal Dao is hard to seek..."
He cut off the memories of this life, afraid that he would lose himself in the memories of the next lives. But he could not bear to cut off the memories of the first step's celestial light.
"Taihuang Laozu comprehended the Xuandu Forgotten Emotion on the path of the Immortals' Viewing Platform, and cultivated three lives, past life, next life, and this life... I cannot wait for the next life, and I cannot chase the past. I only seek this life, and only cultivate this life!"
Jiang Nan steeled his heart and cut off the memories of the first step's celestial light. He stepped into the third step's celestial light. "I want to use this life to enter the Immortals' Viewing Platform, and strive for the Immortal Dao! All the regrets of the past, let it be the past, and do not make up for it. All the expectations of the next life, let it be the next life, and there is no need to chase it! "
"I only live in this life!"
"I want to become an immortal in this life, and walk this life to the end!"
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